What Isn’t There?

What isn’t there? Responsibilities. Agendas. Deadlines.

No cares of deciding where to find your next meal, no pets, no surprises, no mail, no news, no garbage . . .

just the never ending skyline of the Infinite and your unencumbered mind.

Death, but death with the highest and most subtle heartbeat. A chance to step-aside and allow a fresh frontier to become your new reality; your new identity.

A time of ultimate uncertainty where absolutely anything is possible.

Luxurious freshness, filled with unlimited hope and serenity.

Floating.

Floating.

Published by Kumi

Liaison to the Infinite.

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